I’m Prideful

Take another drink…

I’m forever working on killing pride in my life. It’s an ongoing journey.

I picture it this way: I’m sitting next to this huge murky lake and in my hand is an 8oz measuring cup. With all my effort I’m scooping water out, continually striving to empty it, unfortunately the water level decreases extremely slow. Nonetheless I am working on it.

I was praying this morning and began just repenting of pride-telling the Lord how sorry I am and asking if this pride thing will ever end? He said “your pride doesn’t bother me-it keeps you humble.”

I sat there sipping my tea, just pondering this statement, realizing

1. God is so much bigger than my pride
2. It could be worse, I could be in oblivion and not even recognize I have pride.

Yes, this recognition and constant quest to diminish pride is indeed good. It reminds me of how human I am and how much I need Jesus.

It may sound bizarre but I am embracing pride. Seeing it’s relentlessness as a good tool in staying humble. Not embrace as to give in to it, but to allow God to be strong in my weakness. It’s the same with rebellion, strong will, and stubbornness. I’ve owned them and use them as instruments against the enemy.

I’m rebellious to evil and status quo, I use my strong will to will myself into submission to God and I’m extremely stubborn when it comes to standing for what is right and true.

I love this concept, no cowering to Satan and his tactics, just overcoming. Throwing his plans back at him, watching God turn all that Satan means for evil to good.

“you meant evil against me, but God meant it for good” Gen. 50:20
“No weapon formed against you shall prosper, And every tongue which rises against you in judgment You shall condemn. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, And their righteousness is from Me, Says the LORD.” Isaiah 54:17